Caturday in the Fark, I think it was the Fourth of JulyCaturday in the Fark, I think it was the Fourth of JulyPeople dancing, people laughing, a few criticizingWhining about their dogsAmpio gatti , Primo gattiCan you dig it, yes I can, and I've been waiting such a long timeFor Caturday

redoctober65:Caturday in the Fark, I think it was the Fourth of JulyCaturday in the Fark, I think it was the Fourth of JulyPeople dancing, people laughing, a few criticizingWhining about their dogsAmpio gatti , Primo gattiCan you dig it, yes I can, and I've been waiting such a long timeFor Caturday

I'd spend any amount of money to save any one of my 5 cats. When my cat Chewy was diagnosed with CRF, I immediately began looking into the kidney transplant option, as she was only 9 and I lived in one of the few cities with a vet school that performed the procedure at the time. Sadly, she was misdiagnosed by a vet who assumed, since I was a student, I wouldn't want to spend all the money needed to get a correct diagnosis, and never offered me the option. By the time the renal lymphoma was properly diagnosed by a competent vet, it was too late to save her. I don't regret a single penny I spent once the correct diagnosis was made by that competent vet, even though I couldn't keep her with me.

/went after the bastard incompetent vet who didn't offer me any diagnostic options and got back every penny, though. He swore from then on out he would offer the testing to every owner. I like to think of that as Chewy's legacy.